It’s amazing to me how much gusto I used to have for deer hunting.
Come hell or high water (or blizzards), my high school and college self would run headlong into the ground during the course of a deer season, and by the time we hit New Year’s Day, I didn’t even want to think about hunting for at least a month or two. Even in years when December was brutal, I was undeterred.
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